Applebowl - Checking Out Lucifer's Butt:
(From this Anon Ask)
Staticapple/Radioapple/Adamsapple AU
Alastor:
Alastor was surprised when suddenly while they were discussing matters about the hotel, Lucifer had leaned over the bar counter. Leaving his ass fully on display in those stupid yet blessedly form fitting white pants. He said something about grabbing...
Honestly, Alastor wasn't listening anymore. He couldn't hear anything over the static buzzing in his ears. Didn't this moron know better than to present himself like that so carelessly in front of him? Alastor's deer instincts were screaming at him to take his doe right then and there.
He had every intention to until Charlie came in the room and ruined it. Freaking out and not only pulling the king up but also out of the room! Huffing, Alastor tried to calm his instincts with the logic of not taking Lucifer in such a public area, and the promise to act upon those urges late that night.
Vox:
Vox was about to lose his ever-loving mind. The meeting with Hell's royal family hadn't even started and he was ready to call it a day and drag Lucifer off with him. While Vox was glad their special guest was getting along with Velvette, he needed them to stop talking and sit. Down.
Lucifer, for some God forsaken reason, was leaning on the meeting table, propped up on his elbows. Face resting in his hands as he bent over. The. Fucking. Table. Giving everyone on that side of the room the perfect view of his perfect ass.
Vox had to keep sending Valentino to the other side so he wouldn't do something that would get him killed. Although... the view was pretty great. And he was close enough that he could just reach out and-
"Ohmygosh! Dad, stop bending over like that!"
"What's wrong with it?"
"Uh... y-your back! You told me how your back got messed up from the Fall and how easily it becomes sore and locks up on you."
"Oh! You're right. Thanks, duckie. What would I do without you?"
Dammit. So close. Well, that's alright. Vox could always punish Lucifer for all the teasing later in private.
Adam:
What the fuck? Why was this happening to him? Adam knew for sure now that he was being punished. All damn day he and Lucifer had been working on stuff for the little princess' hotel, and all damn day Adam as being teasing with the view of Hell's best ass. Best ass anywhere if you asked him.
There was an advantage Adam had over everyone else in the world. He had been the first being in all of creation to see Lucifer naked. He wondered if his ass was still pale, cute, and perky like when he was an angel. Would it still feel as soft as before? Or would it be firmer now?
He was itching to find out, his finger twitching. Adam had been trying to cop a feel every time he bent over but someone always fucking stopped him. It was starting to piss him off. Especially now that Lucifer was once again bent over. This time though, the position and place they were at were driving him even more up the wall.
Lucifer, cute and oblivious Lucifer, was on his hands and knees. In their group project of building a garden. This had to be a test. And Adam was gonna fucking fail. He was so, so, so close to being able to touch. Just a little closer...
Until he was shoved halfway across the garden by that royal pain the ass Lucifer called a daughter. She was fucking cockblocking him!
